The national school idol is a girl

Because of this thought, Qin Mo frowned heavily, his dark eyes so deep that they seemed to be able to reflect the light in the room.

Seeing that Qin Mo didn't speak, Bo Jiu wanted to take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she made a move, the man pressed her down with one hand.

He covered her body, holding her wrist with his fingers, and his breath was a little hot.

Except for the faint light outside, the bedroom was surrounded by darkness, which made Qin Mo's eyes even brighter and deeper, like a vigilant beast, exuding the dangerous and beautiful luster of a hunter.

The two were so close that Bo Jiu could clearly see the excessively long black eyelashes on the man's face.

He just looked at her, his eyes were like deep well water, which could tempt her to fall if not careful.

"Move again and you'll get out. Now close your eyes and go to sleep."

His fingers seemed to have exerted some strength, and even his voice was filled with a low warning.

Then, Bo Jiu was pressed on the chest by Qin Mo.

In an instant, the man's menthol tobacco smell penetrated into her nasal cavity, which was familiar yet unfamiliar.

She was more than half a head shorter than the man, and her eyes just fell on his perfect jawline, and she could see his Adam's apple rolling slightly when he spoke.

Being pinned in a man's arms like this, you really can't move around casually anymore.

Fortunately, she placed a stuffed toy on the bed, which could slightly separate the distance between the two of them...

But Qin Mo only felt that the person he was holding in his arms was very soft, like a tender marshmallow. Even the taste was so sweet that it made him want to use a little more strength to crush the boy... Even if This idea is not right, but Qin Mo can't control his most intuitive feeling. Fortunately, the boy is Ansheng, and the head on his chest is also very good. It is different from everyone he has come into contact with in the past. Except for the boy In addition to pleasing to the eyes, it also smells good, so Qin Mo does not reject this posture. Instead, he thinks it is a good way to sleep. Both the touch on his hands and the breath between his nose are very helpful for sleeping...

The night was getting darker and darker until early in the morning. The scene of two equally handsome people sleeping on the bed was very beautiful, especially Bo Jiu's silver hair contrasting with Qin Mo's black hair. The effect of the collision was very stunning.

If there were a cameraman here now, they would definitely capture the two of them. Such a scene would definitely attract countless fans when shown on TV!

As the sun rose, Bo Jiu slowly opened his eyes, reached out and rubbed his left eye. Two or three strands of silver hair on his head were sticking out. He turned his head and glanced to the side. The great god was still sleeping. Zhang can turn the faces of all living beings upside down, showing dignity, elegance, and superb craftsmanship.

He just lay there quietly, his slender hands slightly clasped and stacked elegantly on his chest. His long and thick eyelashes fell down to form a dark shadow, and his whole body exuded the nobility that no strangers should enter.

The slightly hooked corners of his lips seemed to be full of unspeakable mockery for scumbag students like them.

The more Bo Jiu looked at it, the more he felt that when God was creating creation, he must have treated the great god as his own son. He reached out his hand to poke the man's face that confused the world.

Just the next second, a familiar dull pain suddenly came from his lower abdomen.

Bo Jiu froze for half a minute, then quickly stood up and walked into the bathroom quickly...